Disclaimer: Sadly, the
only Power Rangers merchandise is a morpher and power coins from
MMPR. I don't know Power Rangers Disney does.

A/N: This is a one
shot. I don't know if the rangers really have a time designated
for showers before curfew, but it's the only way my plot bunny
would be satisfied. So now, they have one. Also, I don't know if
I spelled the bank robbers species right, sorry if I didn't.

Shower Time

Cadet Sky Tate did not
enjoy sharing a shower with every male cadet in the base. He had
never enjoyed being in a room with so much half-naked testosterone.
But after all his years at SPD he had come to terms that there was no
way to get around it. Sometimes he wished that he was like his
roommate Bridge, but he would always dismiss those thoughts as soon
as they occurred. He knew he would never be able to live Bridge's
life, hell, Bridge could barely life his own life. Bridge counted on
Sky for many things, a stable mind to be around when his powers where
overwhelming him. But he also trusted Sky with his secrets, and Sky
was determined to keep them secret.

He had noticed Jack
acting oddly around Bridge for awhile now, ever since he had
discovered the bank robber and revealed T-Tops innocence. Jack had
taken to asking Syd about him, he followed Bridge to the entrance
when Commander Cruger gave him his mandatory day off. He had also
taken to wandering around the showers during the shower hours,
effectively freaking out some of the younger cadets.

Sky had a feeling that
eventually Jack would ask him about his roommate, so he wasn't all
that surprised to find Jack waiting for him as he exited the shower
room.

"Sky," said Jack,
following him towards the Rec Room, "We need to talk." Sky
sighed and stopped, turning around. Maybe he was wrong, maybe this
had nothing to do with Bridge.

"What do we need to
talk about?" asked Sky in a bored voice.

"Bridge," replied
Jack. Sky sighed, maybe not. "What about him?" Jack looked
around as if too make sure no one was listening before responding.

"I've noticed that
he never showers with us, why?" Sky chuckled and looked at him with
an eyebrow raised. "Why do you want to see him in the shower Jack,
is there something you need to tell us?" Jack turned red and shook
his head vehemently.

"NO! I'm just
concerned for a member of my team!"

Sky's expression
changed drastically, his eyes narrowed and his brow was lowered.
"Well, it's none of your business, so butt out." With that
said he turned and left in the direction of his room, but Jack yelled
something that stopped him in his tracks.

"As your superior I
order you to tell me why he never showers with us."

Sky seemed to be
suppressing the urge to yell as he looked over his shoulder and
replied, "I have orders from Commander Cruger to not disclose that
information to anyone, but even if I didn't I wouldn't tell you.
It's Bridge's business. Not yours." And with that he exited
the hallway. Leaving Jack behind him more confused than ever.

Bridge was thinking,
in his regular upside down position, when Sky entered their room.
Bridge's eyes opened and looked at Sky.

"You're angry,"
he said concerned staying upside down, "and distressed. What
happened?" Sky sighed and flopped down on his bed. That was the
problem having a psychic for a roommate, no secrets. Bridge was
still staring at him so he opened his mouth and began to speak.

"Jack has been
asking around about you Bridge. He wants to know why you never
shower with the rest of the cadets. He tried to use his superiority
to order the answer out of me today." Bridge grunted and rolled
out of his handstand. "I didn't tell him, I told him it was none
of his business, which looking back wasn't the right thing to say,"
said Sky thoughtfully "now he'll just want the information even
more." Bridge nodded as he walked over to his dresser and pulled
out his shower bag.

"Well," said Bridge
"if he pursues his questioning I can have Commander Cruger scold
him. Or maybe I could talk Kat into it. Do you think Kat would
help? I would probably have to let her scan my brain at regular
intervals as payment though. Maybe I should just stick with Cruger."
Sky watched his friend; he said that all in one breath, how did he
do that? Bridge looked behind him and said, "Oh, Commander Cruger
is in the hallway to get me, but maybe we can discuss the capacity of
my lungs when I get back." With that he smiled and walked outside
to great Doggie Cruger. He was slightly surprised when he sensed Sky
following him out. Cruger nodded at Sky as some understanding past
between the two, but Bridge shrugged it off and walked off in the
direction of the showers, Cruger and Sky following right behind him.

After they had secured
the showers and made sure that there was no one occupying the room,
Sky and Cruger situated themselves at the only entrance and Sky began
to speak.

"Sir, Jack has
started asking about Bridge. He tried to order me to tell today."
Cruger sighed and rubbed his muzzle. He had been waiting for someone
to ask about Cadet Carson, but he hadn't expected it from Jack.

"And what was your
reply to this order Cadet Tate?" asked Cruger almost dreading what
he knew the answer would be. Sky lowered his eyes as he replied;

"I told him about
your order, Sir. Also that it was Bridges business, not his." Sky
sighed and rubbed his temples. "Looking back Sir, I realized that
my choice of words would only make him wonder about the situation
more."

Cruger nodded and
said, "If he bothers anyone with his questioning again, send him to
me." Sky nodded saluted and left heading for his room.

Meanwhile in the
showers

Bridge was careful as
he got into the shower. He gave the vocal command for the shower to
activate at a warm temperature and grabbed his bottle of shampoo
without touching the shelf it was sitting on or the wall behind it.
He began to hum as he lathered his hair, and as his showering
progressed his humming turned to full out singing (his microphone
being his liquid soap bottle). Outside of the showers Cruger glanced
inside skeptically and shook his head. 'Only Bridge,' he though,
'out of all of my rangers, only Bridge would sing a song like
that.'

(this is to the bologna
Oscar Mayer song)

I\My Toast has a
first name it b-u-t-t-e-r-y,

My Toast has a second
name its y-u-m-m-y,

I love to eat it every
day and if you ask me why I'll say,

Because toast is better
when it's butterywiggles fingers/I

After five more
minutes and eight more verses, Bridge finally made his way out of the
room in his pajamas, rubbing at his hair with a towel. (since Sky
didn't let him have a hair dryer after he managed to set fire to
Sky's bed, while Sky was in it) Cruger escorted him back to his
room and as the walked Cruger began to talk.

"Cadet Carson, I can
assume that Cadet Tate told you about the situation with Cadet
Larson. I would like to know what your decision is on his knowledge
of your powers." Bridge poked his head out from his place in his
towel (green, and fluffy) he looked at Cruger for a moment, then he
stared into space, then he stood on his hands next to the nearest
wall. After six minutes he answered;

"If he asks you, you
can tell him I guess. There won't be any real harm done. Unless
he becomes a villain, or decides that he hates me. But I really hope
he doesn't do either of those, because he's my friend and I don't
want something like that to happen to him. After all, that would be
terrible for the team, I think that it one of us left we would all be
shot too pieces. It would take a long time to build up a
relationship again too."

Cruger sighed and
quickened his step. The sooner he got Bridge too his room, the
sooner he could take his migraine medicine.

As soon as he reached
his room he checked to see if Sky was awake. Seeing that he wasn't
Bridge sat down on the mess that was his bed. Pulling his stuffed
dinosaur (green) close to his chest, he thought on what Sky and
Cruger had said. He wondered what the consequences to letting Jack
know about his secret would be. Would he think he was more of a
freak than he already was? Would he still want to be friends or
would he begin ostracizing Bridge? Bridge felt the headache coming
on as his own negative thoughts began to grow. He didn't think
that he would be able to live with Jack ostracizing him, because if
Jack did, so would Z, and maybe Syd would too. He didn't think
that he would survive if his friends turned on him. Then another
thought crossed his mind, would Sky begin to hate him? Sure Sky
already knew about his power, but would Jack, Z, and Syd's
influence make him change his mind? Bridge was sure that if that
happened he would die. Now the negative energy was pouring off of
him in waves. Bridge didn't even notice when Sky woke up.

Bridge glanced up as
he felt a hand on his shoulder, pulling him away from the dark
recesses of his mind. He looked up into the face of his best friend;
he hadn't even noticed that he had been crying. Sky only needed
one look at his younger friend to decipher what the problem was.
Careful to not touch any skin, he kneeled down and pulled Bridge into
a hug while rubbing his back.

"We won't abandon
you Bridge. Jack is just asking because he's worried about you.
Even if he finds out your secret, then we will all still be your
friends. So what if none of us can ever touch your skin, Bridge,
we're a family. You're like a brother to every one of us."
Bridge latched his arms around Sky's neck, grateful for his full
cover pajamas, and held on for dear life. Sky was a life preserver
in a sea of dark angst and Bridge grabbed on and held for dear life.
Eventually the crying subsided and Bridge fell asleep. Smiling Sky
laid him on his bed and covered him up, giving him his dinosaur and
rubbing his hair affectionately.

He didn't care if he
could never touch Bridge's skin. Over the years of knowing him the
green rangers personality had changed from annoying to loveable in a
little brother sort of way. He had a feeling the other rangers felt
the same, but if they didn't and started to turn on Bridge, then
Sky would reprimand them, the easy way, or the painful way. It
wasn't until he crawled into bed that he realized that he had
developed a big brother complex for the younger man. He had never
had a real sibling, but he had Bridge, he didn't need one, after
all, Bridge was all the little brother a guy could handle.

The end

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